June 16, 2009

Coach

A while back we signed C-man up for a second t-ball league with his soon-to-be-school thinking that it would help him to get to know some of the kids before he started school. We knew it was on Tuesday nights, but didn't know when, since we had to return all the information with the payment. And we hadn't received any follow-up. So imagine our surprise when we got a message on our machine last night that went something like this, "Beerman, t-ball starts tomorrow night. And as I imagine you know, you're the coach. So please arrive at 6:15 tomorrow to pick up your team's t-shirts. And I have you down for bringing the drinks for all 13 of your kids on the 23rd." We laughed and laughed and laughed. Because we didn't know he was a coach. It starts tonight. And if there are 13 kids, and he's coaching, why in the hell are we assigned to bring a drink? Beerman's response to me about this? "I told you that you should have been the manager!" Oh hell no.

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